There Is No Scarier Chasm Of Darkness

Two Things Do Me In: One's Chocolate Cake, The Other's Hypocrisy.

Truth Is Available To The Ears That Can Hear It.

This Bugs Me The Worst. That's When The Husband Thinks That The Wife Knows Where Everything Is, Huh? Like They Think The Uterus Is A Tracking Device. He Comes In: "hey, Roseanne! Roseanne! Do We Have Any Cheetos Left?" Like He Can't Go Over And Lift Up The Sofa Cushion Himself.

Adults In A Free Country Should Be Able To Smoke A Joint If They Want To.

I Quit Smoking. I Feel Better. I Smell Better. And It's Safer To Drink Out Of Old Beer Cans Laying Around The House.